She's a little into the darker side of life, and expresses it by wearing torn clothing and a multitude of jewelry and sporting a head of long, red-dye... hair.Sitting next to her in the passenger’s seat is Claire. She's of average height and thinner than the other two, but still has enough shape to her body to retain its attractiveness. Of the three, she's the only one you've had a romantic history with; although that didn't go very far. More boyish and vulgar than most girls, she's taken no time. She looks at me and giggles as she gets up and disappears for a minute I think I have fucked up but she returns and says "I just locked the door so we can't be disturbed hope that's okay" I tell her it's fine. As she walks into the room she turns to face a small stereo, she puts sone music on probably just as backround noise really, she walks towards the bed and climbs ontop of me Again.I feel her hand grab my cock firmly and starts to lower herself onto my long hard cock, I loom at her and say. A sponsored goal would be as follows. A bathtub would be set up in the middle of the event as well as cum stations and cups that the girls carry with them. The goal would be to try and fill the bathtub up with as much cum as possible by the end of the event. Men would run to the tub to spurt in it, and women would collect the jizz from different areas transporting it to the tub. Sponsors would pay different amounts dpending on how much of the tub is filled. Events could take place like if the. .“Wait... Sam and... Are they fucking?”Sam was in full bodyguard mode at this point. He said in Kayla’s ear: “Every senior knows about you. I say give them something to talk about.”Kayla looked at him.“As in what?"“As in... Give them another taste of Kayla. That’s it! Taste of Kayla! That is money right there,” Sam said.“Money? Oh no. Hell no...”“Kayla, Kayla, Kayla... Do you know how much bank we can make off of this? Like it or not, your million dollar ass made you infamous. Now it’s time to.